The Black Lotus Wife Forces Me to Pretend to Be an Omega. - Chapter 29

At the southern province airport, the group had just disembarked the plane when they spotted an all-too-familiar figure.

“Welcome to my turf!” Sun Weiliang greeted everyone enthusiastically.

Luo Xiaoxiao removed her sunglasses, sizing up the tall man. The transformation in just a few short days was astonishing.

Like a deflated balloon, he’d slimmed down considerably now, with visibly sharper facial features and a more defined jawline.

Lu Yu’s jaw dropped at his appearance. “Wait, Boxing Champ Sun, did you just escape from a famine?”

Zhu Yuxin muttered beside her, “What kind of weight loss method is this? If this were a paid course, I’d make a fortune.”

Li Fanshuang remained unfazed, having done similar things herself for roles in the past—strictly controlling weight and physical condition. But she’d never seen anyone slim down as rapidly as Sun Weiliang in real life.

The last time they’d met, he’d still had a slight belly. Yet in just a few days, he’d shed the weight.

“How did you do it?” Yuan Zhiqing asked with some envy. She’d never had much talent for weight control. Faced with someone who’d successfully slimmed down before her, she grew excited.

“Brother Sun, you see… we do share some history together.”

“Huh?” Lu Chenfeng, who’d just arrived carrying luggage, overheard this. What history? When did you two ever have anything between you?

Sun Weiliang immediately waved his hands. “Little sister, don’t say such things. My reputation is spotless.”

“Right, being woken up by a kiss from your college roommate,” Luo Xiaoxiao shook her head with a teasing look.

Sun Weiliang shot Luo Xiaoxiao a sidelong glance, eyes slightly aggrieved. “Teacher Luo, please stop teasing me about that.”

Luo Xiaoxiao shrugged. “I’m not teasing you. Don’t put words in my mouth.”

Sun Weiliang smiled helplessly, then composed his expression. “This episode is sponsored by our club. As your old friend, welcome to the southern province.”

“Alright.”

As Sun Weiliang finished speaking, everyone except Lu Chenfeng applauded politely.

“Let me explain this episode’s rules—they’re actually quite simple. You’ll be experiencing our pre-match lifestyle.”

“Pre-match?” Luo Xiaoxiao looked surprised, her gaze sweeping over Sun Weiliang’s figure.

The southern province had summer-like weather year-round. Today Sun Weiliang wore a floral shirt and beach shorts that faintly outlined his muscles. But Luo Xiaoxiao’s experienced eyes immediately recognized this wasn’t his final form.

“Isn’t your match still over half a month away? Are you in weigh-in condition already?”

Her question drew everyone’s attention.

Li Fanshuang: My wife definitely has issues. Seems “Daxiao” represents more of her true self.

Others: Since when does an Omega know so much about combat sports?

Sun Weiliang sighed, then nodded. “I’m not in competition season now, but I am cutting weight. You’ll experience it together with me.”

“OK.” Luo Xiaoxiao shrugged, unfazed.

Sun Weiliang waved his hand. “Let me explain the rules to everyone. We’ll be staying in Nan Province for three days. Initially, you’ll need to complete our challenges before heading to the hotel.”

“What kind of challenges?” Ye Zhao’s eyelids twitched. When they came, Sun Lei had mentioned the challenge was “A Day in the Life of a Boxing Champion.” Given his and Qin Heya’s age, could they really compete with the younger participants?

At this point, Sun Weiliang raised his hand toward Ye Zhao and Qin Heya. “No need to worry, you two. Considering your age, you’ll serve as judges for our challenges. However, if any team members fail to complete the tasks, you won’t be able to go to the villa immediately either.”

“Understood.” Qin Heya nodded and gave Ye Zhao a gentle smile. “Then let’s be the judges and leave the challenges to the younger ones.”

“Agreed.”

Seeing this, Sun Weiliang smiled politely before his expression turned serious. “The challenge lasts 36 hours. If anyone feels unwell during this time, you can withdraw at any moment.”

Li Fanshuang leaned toward Luo Xiaoxiao, puzzled. “Surely it can’t be that serious?”

“It is quite serious,” Luo Xiaoxiao replied, thinking back to her past life.

Li Fanshuang froze.

Then Sun Weiliang revealed the specifics of the challenge.

“Within 36 hours, each team must lose 20 pounds.”

“What?!”

The group was stunned.

Lu Yu touched her flat stomach—how was she supposed to lose that much?

Lu Chenfeng grabbed Yuan Zhiqing beside him and protested to Sun Weiliang, “This is completely unrealistic!”

“I know you’ll have objections.” Sun Weiliang smiled and pulled out a stack of papers. “Here are the waivers. If anyone refuses, you can turn back now.”

Silence fell once again.

Luo Xiaoxiao raised her hand. “Let’s go. Where do we weigh in?”

Li Fanshuang stepped forward and grasped her hand. Losing 20 pounds in 36 hours—she had never heard of such a thing. “Is this really okay?”

“It’s fine.” Luo Xiaoxiao sighed softly and glanced at Li Fanshuang. “Don’t take it too seriously.”

Lu Yu and Zhu Yuxin, being youthful and spirited, didn’t want to back down after seeing Luo Xiaoxiao and Li Fanshuang accept the challenge, so they agreed as well.

Yuan Zhiqing was curious about losing 10 pounds in 36 hours, so she also accepted.

“Let’s go, get in the car!” Sun Weiliang beckoned to the group.

The club’s vehicle took them to the Boxing Champion Club, Sun Weiliang’s largest establishment in Nan Province.

Luo Xiaoxiao marveled at the scale of the place—it was impressive.

“So cool!”

Zhu Yuxin immediately pulled out her phone to take pictures. She had visited some nice clubs before, but this was her first time seeing one so professional.

“This is our surprise.” Sun Weiliang pointed to a red box nearby. “The weight loss target is 20 pounds combined per team. Of course, if you exceed expectations, there will be corresponding rewards. As you know, our show’s budget is… limited.”

Everyone: You didn’t have to say that. You sound just like Sun Lei.

Sun Weiliang seemed oblivious to the dissatisfaction on everyone’s faces. “For every extra pound lost beyond the target, you’ll receive an additional 100 yuan in travel funds. Friendly reminder—this will be your main activity budget for the next few days.”

Li Fanshuang frowned. What was Sun Lei up to now? Another budget trip?

“Another friendly reminder—this is your only chance to earn money,” Sun Weiliang added with a raised brow.

Luo Xiaoxiao immediately realized this was another one of Sun Lei’s schemes.

“So from now on, everyone else is my opponent?” Luo Xiaoxiao glanced around. Apart from her and Ye Zhao, everyone else had become targets she needed to “eliminate.”

Li Fanshuang’s gaze lingered on Luo Xiaoxiao’s eyes, sensing her wife was already hatching some grand plan.

“I have a great idea!” Luo Xiaoxiao clapped her hands and leaned in to whisper into Li Fanshuang’s ear.

After hearing it, Li Fanshuang had to admit—it was indeed a good idea.

“Since we’re in the southern province, we’ll treat everyone to a sauna session,” Sun Weiliang announced.

The group collectively wondered if they’d misheard. Weren’t they supposed to be losing weight?

Luo Xiaoxiao smirked. Did they really think this was just an ordinary sauna?

She raised her hand. “Report—I have my own routine.”

Seeing it was Luo Xiaoxiao making the request, Sun Weiliang gestured permission. “If you have experience, you don’t need to follow our schedule. Just take care of yourself, Coach Luo.”

With that, Sun Weiliang left.

Now alone, Luo Xiaoxiao and Li Fanshuang had time to themselves with no one following.

“So what should we do?” Li Fanshuang asked, confused.

She remembered asking Luo Xiaoxiao before, who had claimed to be a professional boxer.

Luo Xiaoxiao walked over to one of the staff members. “Excuse me, do you have any plastic wrap—”

Before she could finish, the staff member pointed toward the changing rooms. “Everything’s in there. Mind the gender signs. If you’re married, there are private rooms in the back—just register first.”

After thanking them, Luo Xiaoxiao led Li Fanshuang into a private room.

Inside were all the tools and equipment Luo Xiaoxiao needed.

Then, to Li Fanshuang’s astonishment, Luo Xiaoxiao began wrapping herself tightly in plastic wrap.

“What are you doing?”

“Water loss,” Luo Xiaoxiao answered, studying her reflection.

“So the weight loss is just losing water weight?”

“What else?” Luo Xiaoxiao secured the last section before putting on her thickest clothes. “There’s no way to burn fat in such a short time.”

“Why?” Li Fanshuang still didn’t understand. What was the point of this?

Luo Xiaoxiao met her gaze briefly before looking down. “If you want a reason, there isn’t one. I don’t get these inhumane rules either. But when you’re deprived of strength, your weight drops. Say I want to compete—my weight has to fit a certain category. But if I want higher performance, that weight limit becomes impossible.”

Li Fanshuang frowned, finally understanding. “For a regular athlete, how much weight can they lose this way in a short time?”

“About 10 to 15 kilograms is normal.” Luo Xiaoxiao finished adjusting her gear, avoiding Li Fanshuang’s eyes.

Li Fanshuang’s gaze flickered. “Then I’ll trouble Coach Luo to show me how it’s done.”

“Huh?” Luo Xiaoxiao looked up into her eyes, which were even more dazzling than the stars of autumn.

Luo Xiaoxiao’s heartstrings seemed to be plucked by her inexplicably. “You…”

She wanted to say, “Li Fanshuang, you’re so beautiful,” but that seemed like common knowledge.

Luo Xiaoxiao once again controlled her racing heart and simply said, “Okay.”

She lightly patted her chest and muttered, “Good thing I got over it quickly. This girl…” She’s practically like that fox beside King Zhou.

Li Fanshuang had thought Luo Xiaoxiao would take her to the training ground to practice boxing, but instead, Luo Xiaoxiao led her to a mechanical treadmill nearby.

Li Fanshuang had been a bit puzzled at first—this treadmill had no display screen or incline indicator.

But then Luo Xiaoxiao stepped onto the belt with one foot, slid it a couple of times, and suddenly started running wildly on the treadmill.

In Li Fanshuang’s eyes, the speed of her feet had already blurred into afterimages. So this was how it was meant to be used?

Her mind flashed to the treadmill at home—did Luo Xiaoxiao use it like this too?

At the thought, Li Fanshuang’s throat tightened. Would she have to run like this later?

After sprinting for three minutes, Luo Xiaoxiao immediately grabbed the treadmill’s side rails and stepped off the belt, landing on the edges.

She checked her watch to see her heart rate—still not quite as good as in her past life.

But now she was an Alpha, so she figured she could close that gap soon enough.

Li Fanshuang wanted to try, but Luo Xiaoxiao told her she didn’t have to go as hard.

Li Fanshuang always took Luo Xiaoxiao’s advice without question.

Yet Luo Xiaoxiao, as if rediscovering the rhythm of her past life, threw herself into an intense weight-loss routine.

After half an hour of exercise, Li Fanshuang was parched.

“Why is there no water?”

Luo Xiaoxiao stepped off the treadmill again and pulled an ice cube from the nearby ice maker. “Take a break. Just lick the ice—no drinking water.”

“What?” Li Fanshuang’s pupils shrank. No water? How was that possible?

Seeing her shock, Luo Xiaoxiao found it odd—wasn’t this just how she used to live?

“You’ve had similar experiences for roles before, right?”

As Luo Xiaoxiao sat down to rest, Li Fanshuang settled beside her. “Yeah, but nothing as extreme as this.”

Luo Xiaoxiao let out an “ah.” “I only learned a bit about it while studying massage.”

“Right.” Li Fanshuang scoffed, amused that she still wasn’t being fully honest. Half-joking, half-probing, she said, “Then your massage skills must be decent. Wanna give me one?”

Luo Xiaoxiao paused slightly, glancing at her sideways. “You sure?”

“Yeah.” Li Fanshuang nodded.

Nearby, the cameraman watching this scene was practically bubbling with excitement—these two were just too perfect together.

Would this massage be okay to livestream? Massages in shows were usually… not exactly wholesome.

The netizens shared the same sentiment.

 

Woo-hoo! I wanna see, I wanna see!
Me too! I once read a novel about this sort of thing…
Hey, send me the link to that novel!
Am I the only one curious about Xiaoxiao’s professional skills?

 

I’ve read online that only professionals can practice this.

The internet was divided into two factions based on Luo Xiaoxiao’s professionalism and the massage play between the two.

Some wanted to continue watching Luo Xiaoxiao’s weight loss journey, while others were eager for the massage play.

Of course, regardless, they wouldn’t let the audience see the massage.

After all, Luo Xiaoxiao’s next words were decidedly not child-friendly. “You have to take off your clothes for a massage.”

Li Fanshuang raised an eyebrow, a teasing and sly smile playing on her lips. Weren’t you the one avoiding me? How bold of you to say that to me.

Generally speaking, there’s another way to test someone’s gender, though it’s a bit risky.

“Should we remove the suppressant patch too?” Li Fanshuang’s eyes seemed to hide invisible hooks, their tails adorned with feathers that lightly brushed against Luo Xiaoxiao’s heart, stirring an itch.

Luo Xiaoxiao swallowed hard. What did Li Fanshuang mean by that?

She took Li Fanshuang’s hand. “Let’s go to the sauna.”

“Sure.” Li Fanshuang’s fingers deliberately—or perhaps not—grazed Luo Xiaoxiao’s palm.

Luo Xiaoxiao grew even more confused. Wasn’t Li Fanshuang the one who initially said not to expect anything else?

So why was she acting like this today?

“Go change first.” Luo Xiaoxiao didn’t dare meet her eyes, afraid her resolve might waver.

The cautionary tale of King Zhou reminded her: trusting a fox spirit’s words leads to ruin.

If her identity was discovered, it would mean death.

Li Fanshuang hummed in agreement, leaning close to whisper in her ear, “Then wait for me.”

With that, she turned and left. The cameraman slowly sidled up to Luo Xiaoxiao.

“Teacher Luo?”

At that moment, Luo Xiaoxiao was still lost in her thoughts when a voice suddenly sounded beside her. She turned, and the camera was shoved right in her face.

At such close range, the audience could see the condition of her skin, even the fine downy hairs.

“You scared me!” Luo Xiaoxiao shot him a glare.

The cameraman hesitated, rubbing his hands together. “Can I go inside later—”

“No.” Luo Xiaoxiao cut him off immediately. “It’s a sauna, a private space. No filming allowed.”

She threw another glare his way.

The cameraman’s face instantly fell into a pout. “Oh.”

Wahh, though… Xiaoxiao is right, I still want to see! Can I hide under your bed?

 

Sweetie, it’s a sauna. Where would there be a bed?

I want to see how oa’s do it.

 

How do you know it’s oa? Was everything we heard that night fake?

 

What night?

 

You still have that audio? Send it to me!

A trending topic appeared out of nowhere: Is the A-list actress AO or OA? Vote here: ://

The debate online raged on, with many remarking how Li Fanshuang’s icy facade had cracked to reveal this unexpected side.

The two wrapped themselves in towels and entered the sauna.

Luo Xiaoxiao avoided looking at Li Fanshuang the entire time. See no evil, hear no evil—women only slow down my punches.

No, must not look.

A rustling sound reached Luo Xiaoxiao’s ears as Li Fanshuang removed the towel from her body.

Her mind buzzed, and Luo Xiaoxiao cursed herself inwardly—useless thing, she’s just a temptress trying to bewitch you.

You can’t lose!

But another voice echoed in her mind, “Just take a look, open your eyes and see. It won’t cost you a piece of flesh.”

“Xiaoxiao, why won’t you open your eyes?” The siren’s voice sounded again by her ear.

Luo Xiaoxiao clasped her hands together, turning away like the Tang Monk resisting temptation.

Meanwhile, the temptress draped herself over her shoulder, whispering, “Holy monk, open your eyes and look at me. I refuse to believe your gaze holds no desire.”

Outwardly, Luo Xiaoxiao remained as steady as an old dog, but inside, the warring voices were tearing her apart.

Li Fanshuang frowned at her. “What are you doing? Didn’t we agree on a massage? Or does my wife only massage old Alphas?”

“How could that be?” At the mention of “old Alphas,” Luo Xiaoxiao sprang up, opening her eyes to find Li Fanshuang fully dressed—nothing inappropriate in sight.

A white T-shirt and shorts covered everything that needed covering.

Luo Xiaoxiao exhaled in relief. Good, good. The whole Tang Monk and temptress dialogue had just been her imagination.

Li Fanshuang placed a hand on her forehead. “Are you okay?”

As she leaned closer, Luo Xiaoxiao stiffened, her face flushing instantly.

Professor Li’s body was far too soft.

Aaaaah! The volcano inside her was about to erupt.

Luo Xiaoxiao turned her head firmly away, refusing to look at Li Fanshuang’s face. What was up with her today?

No! She had to stay strong. In the original story, the protagonist and Li Fanshuang never had such close contact.

The dream had shown her the protagonist’s perspective—after this variety show ended, the two of them barely interacted again.

So she had to calm down. Li Fanshuang was just acting for her public persona.

She didn’t actually like her.

With this realization, Luo Xiaoxiao’s heartbeat gradually steadied.

She picked up the fascia scraper beside her. “Professor Li, lie down.”

At the title, Li Fanshuang’s expression froze momentarily. Hadn’t she reminded her so many times already?

Was calling her “wife” really that embarrassing?

Luo Xiaoxiao quickly caught Li Fanshuang’s discomfort. “Because… it might hurt later. If I make you angry first, the adrenaline might dull some of the pain.”

Li Fanshuang’s brow furrowed slightly. “Then be careful. Don’t hurt me.”

With that, she lay face-down on the bench.

She had expected relaxation, but the moment Luo Xiaoxiao’s fascia scraper touched her skin, her back instinctively tensed.

“I think I’d rather—ah!”

The cameraman outside the door clearly captured the scream.

Damn, that intense?

 

Is that Shuangshuang’s voice? What’s happening in there? What aren’t we allowed to hear?

 

We’re insiders, not outsiders! Why hide things from us?

 

So frustrating!

 

Don’t worry, I’ll write you a steamy fanfic on the spot! PS: The Award-Winning Actress and Her Wife.

Wow wow wow! This is the real feast we should be watching! Frosty is being so stingy!

 

This time, it’s Xiaoxiao who’s being stingy.

But the reality was far from what they imagined.

In the sauna room, Li Fanshuang lay sprawled on the bench, continuously begging for mercy. “Xiaoxiao, I’m done, I think I’m done. Please don’t go on, I can’t take it anymore.”

“You can do it!” Luo Xiaoxiao noticed Li Fanshuang’s severe dampness—her skin turned red with just a light touch. “I mean, Teacher Li, you really don’t take care of your body. How can someone so young have so much dampness?”

Li Fanshuang gritted her teeth. “Then… should I get a membership card? Tell me, what kind of card should I get?”

Luo Xiaoxiao clicked her tongue. “Our club doesn’t do membership cards.”

Li Fanshuang was in too much pain to even process Luo Xiaoxiao’s words.

Fortunately, Luo Xiaoxiao quickly realized the ambiguity in her phrasing and cleared her throat. “What I meant is, I don’t do that anymore. If you need it, you can go elsewhere—”

“Shut up!” Li Fanshuang hissed. Why are you pressing harder while talking?

Seeing Li Fanshuang’s delicate skin turn dark red under her fascia blade, Luo Xiaoxiao immediately pulled it away. “Are you okay?”

“No!” Li Fanshuang’s eyes welled up with involuntary tears.

The sauna’s heat had turned her face a deep shade of pink.

She lay weakly on the bench, her short sleeves soaked with sweat and clinging to her back.

Li Fanshuang’s eyes glistened as she looked at Luo Xiaoxiao. “Xiaoxiao, it hurts.”

Her voice was soft, like a tiny pebble gently landing on Luo Xiaoxiao’s heart.

“Sorry,” Luo Xiaoxiao murmured, her lips trembling. This situation…

But the moment she caught sight of Li Fanshuang’s back, her gaze flickered. “Darling, you don’t want the blade anymore, right?”

“I can’t take it.” Li Fanshuang weakly waved her hand, thinking to herself, I really brought this on.

She deeply regretted bringing this up with Luo Xiaoxiao now.

Luo Xiaoxiao nodded. “Alright, got it. Then how about I walk on your back instead?”

A hint of mischief flashed in her eyes. Luo Xiaoxiao hadn’t forgotten her wish—she’d once vowed to someday trample a capitalist like Li Fanshuang underfoot!

Now that she had the chance, she wasn’t about to let it slip.

Li Fanshuang swallowed nervously. “Maybe we should just forget it.”

“Come on, darling. Trust me, you’ll love it.”

Li Fanshuang squinted, catching the sly glint in Luo Xiaoxiao’s eyes. So this is your plan…

To test Luo Xiaoxiao’s intentions, she nodded. “Fine, then I’ll trouble you, darling~”

But the moment Luo Xiaoxiao’s foot touched Li Fanshuang’s back…

Luo Xiaoxiao: This feels amazing! Seriously amazing!

For Li Fanshuang, it was a first—no one had ever walked on her back before. As Luo Xiaoxiao’s foot made contact, she leaned in and whispered, “Darling?”

“Hmm?”

“Feels good, doesn’t it?”

A blush spread across Li Fanshuang’s cheeks like pink ink seeping into fine canvas, creeping all the way to her ears.

So hot!

“Stop talking nonsense.”

Outside the sauna door, Lu Yu, about to knock, was utterly enchanted by what she overheard.

She quietly left without interrupting—but her chest mic was still on. The exchange between Luo Xiaoxiao and Li Fanshuang was instantly broadcast online.

Half an hour later, Li Fanshuang and Luo Xiaoxiao topped the trending list again: Shocking! The scandalous married life of a popular actress!